Sunday, 24 April 2016

Black Thoughts

Stealthily, the good slither awayThe disgusting fill the vacuumHissing, growling, lurkingIn those dark recesses.The cob webs of pain trap themAs the monstrous spiderApproaches from the darkness.Slowly, it devours each of themTurning gluttonous and dangerous.More get drawn into the vacuumMillions and billions of them.Each time, they get darkerAnd the spider gets larger.